Little Falls transcript., 1887-06-03

Su6liJ, leG Ildlly De Oe leaQef,
cried a. chorus Of voices; and Charley,
mounting the sloping semicircle OF
corn and saizing a large ear for his
baton, would begin:
0, dey's one ting 'er po'man
Seldom evah do,
Frow out de ole con
To put in de new.
All 'roun' de CON pile,
Hoe Jolly no!
All round de co n pile,
Hoe jolly no.
This was the signal for beginning,
and the duskyforms seated themselves,
knet in q convenient attitude, and
the cleaning ears flew thick and fast
through the air:
y! big Joe, little Joe, you bettah 20;
Jennie bake er hoecake slow, too slow,
All 'roun' de CON pile,
Hoeiolly ho!
All 'roun de CON pile,
Hoe Jolly ho!
And the entire crowd Joined in the
refrain that, bursting out upon the
cool night air, was waited on the winds
and echoed and re-echoed from the riv-
er swamp to the pine-covered ridge.
The rustling OF the husks and the splr-
tied patter Of the clean ears as they
fell in the open space in front Was like
the soft tripping OF fairy feet as an &C.
Compartment TO the merry music, up
and down the levelled walk, keeping
time with the music.
By and by there was q short cessa-
tion, and the old brown jug was pass
ed from mouth to mouth around the
circle. 1t contained the fiery spirit Of
the corn. and as each lusty laborer
guiped his dram he smacked his lips,
and, with a "Thank'ee, boss" resumed
his labors. Then the drum ma jor
truck up a new tune:
From Sat'd'y night 'twell Sunday
De gals is in my min,
But or Monday lno'nin' light am seen,
De wife man got me agwine.
0! git erlong down de road,
0! git erlong down de road,
Come, git prlong down de road,
My love,
Come, git erlong down de road.
While lives in Gle country
My gal lives in de town;
Sometime have a notion. love,
To jump in de river an d1 own.
0! git erlong down de road,
0! git erlong down de road,
Come, git erlong down de road
My love,
Come, git erlong down de road
Higher and higher mounted the stars,
and brighter glowed the frosted silver
band OF the milky way. as it hung sus-
pended midway the blue black vault
OF the far away heavens. And still
the work, if one mis- int class it as work,
went on. Charley changed his song,
and alter he had sung each stanza,
with the aid OF a few voices, the crowd
would join in the refrain, and it sound
ed as if one voice, so true WAS the har-
mony and natural unison.
Jay bird died wild the whoopin' cough,
Sparrer died wild de collie,
Long come er frog wild fiddle on is back
'Quiring de way to de frolic.
Then came the refrain:
Q, can't git erlong wild or hog eye,
Cant git erlong wild er hog eye,
Can't git erlong wild er hog eye gal,
An can't git erlong wild er hog eye.
Ca'ied Miss Sue to de ball las night,
Sot 'er down to suppah,
She tainted n ovah de table fell
An stuck 'er nose in de buttah.
Can't git erlong wild er hog eye,
Can't git erlong wild er hog eye,
Can't git erlong wild er hog eye gal,
An l can't git erlong wild er hog eye.
Sent TO- de doctah to fotch er TO-,
An he was sump'in latah.
he stuck er tn key bone m er eye,
m got choke to deaf ON er tatah.
Can't git erl 1ng wild CT hog eye,
Can't git erlong wild er hog eye,
Can't get erlong wild er hog eye gal,
An can't git er long wild er hog eye.
Asthe hill grew smaller the exertions
were redoubled. Boys too small to
shuck corn were busted with baskets
carrying the shucks to the tall rail
pens, and many were the wrestling
matches they would have among the
yielding shucks as they trampled them
down in the pens. The master OF the
house, and generally the ladies and
some OF the neighboring planters,
would assemble at a little distance
and enjoy the corn shucking and the
wild songs quite as much as the ne.
groes. At length the pile would grow
so small that the laborers would strike
up their supper song:' Il
Q, forty weight er Johnny cake,
An fifty weight er cheese,
An, er big pot er hominy,
N er ittlh pot er pease. III
Q. Jenny, amt yo' ash cake done, my
" deah? s 5zz s4j&
AMI went TO de rivah, :5.}s15Ss
An I couldn't git ercross, s5,3 ss,@ .sss
An give five dollAhs TO- n ole blind hoss.
+. Q, Jenny. amt yo' ash cake done, my
/ szeez da'lin2
Jenny, amt 20 ash cake done, my
deah? E5ts:s
Big ole buzza'd er fiyin BY; !. 4,
Sezee, "Ole man, yo' hoss'll die %ss:sz
An ef e dies I'll tan is skin, %5z !,
N if he lives I'll ride i'm ergin.
Q, Jenny, amt yo' ash cake done, my
da' lin? as IS z :
Jenny. sin't 70 aah caks done, my
deah9 1s$ B y.
Sol my hosa in Tennessee, 2s.s .59
IN his lawbOne come back TO me, zss
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